Ashy's Oathbound Campaign II, IC
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Vendetta
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((OOC: Wow, Voadam, keeping the "once a day" requirement. Good on you, sir... guess I should try to do something too))
Xerxes looks around as they begin to enter the town. Though he is not trained as a warrior and his eyes are not in tune with the immediate dangers that some of his companions perceive, he takes an interest in the design of things, the decoration and craftsmanship of the buildings, the attire of the people. He tries to determine what kind of people they are by the culture and artistry displayed.
Xerxes looks around as they begin to enter the town. Though he is not trained as a warrior and his eyes are not in tune with the immediate dangers that some of his companions perceive, he takes an interest in the design of things, the decoration and craftsmanship of the buildings, the attire of the people. He tries to determine what kind of people they are by the culture and artistry displayed.
Ashy
First Post
As you top the last dune, you can make out, through the shimmering waves of heat, the outer wall of and the road leading to the city known as Meheloas Harbor. A thick sandstone outer wall, complete with crenelations and a single porticullus (deeply embedded into a thick sandstone gatehouse) stands formidibly before you. Initially, your eyes are draw upwards, away from the wall and the city itself, to take in the grandiose structures that soar outward and upward from within the city wall. You have never seen anything like it, but the best your mind can call it, these structures appear to be massive flying buttresses. However, these broad massive sandstone structures seem to hold nothing but one another up, forming tremendous, free-standing platforms all throughout the city. You cannot imagine what they could possibly be for, but you think that perhaps they are a remenant from a bygone age. Whatever building they would have supported, however, would have been literally miles wide to need such titanic support structures.
As you approach, your eyes begin to pick out the subtle movements of the forces along the wall - you soon see that all of the soliders thereon are adored with some sort of supple, chitin-like armor that matches the shade and texture of the sandstone perfectly. You are certain that had you not seen their movements, you would have sworn that the outer walls of the city had been unmanned. Armored and armed warriors move fluidly along the crenelations and sharp-eyed archers attentatively follow your movements with bent bows. A flag of blue, followed by a trio of shrill whistles, (as if played by a flute, or similiar woodwind) preceed your arrival to the gates.
From high upon the wall, a solider raises a horn to her - for the sharp-eyed among you can see it is, in fact a human female - lips and calls.
"Speak your names and fly your colors. Claim your warlord, should you have any, and state your business here in Meheloas Harbor. Know that the eyes of the All-Seeing and All-Knowing Goddess O'na sees your soul's true intent. Those who speak falsehoods are not permitted entrance herein!"
As you approach, your eyes begin to pick out the subtle movements of the forces along the wall - you soon see that all of the soliders thereon are adored with some sort of supple, chitin-like armor that matches the shade and texture of the sandstone perfectly. You are certain that had you not seen their movements, you would have sworn that the outer walls of the city had been unmanned. Armored and armed warriors move fluidly along the crenelations and sharp-eyed archers attentatively follow your movements with bent bows. A flag of blue, followed by a trio of shrill whistles, (as if played by a flute, or similiar woodwind) preceed your arrival to the gates.
From high upon the wall, a solider raises a horn to her - for the sharp-eyed among you can see it is, in fact a human female - lips and calls.
"Speak your names and fly your colors. Claim your warlord, should you have any, and state your business here in Meheloas Harbor. Know that the eyes of the All-Seeing and All-Knowing Goddess O'na sees your soul's true intent. Those who speak falsehoods are not permitted entrance herein!"
